As you both settle on the field, the night sky twinkles above, showering the world in a plethora of stars. His hands find their place on the damp grass, his fingers gently inching towards yours, yearning to intertwine with them, to draw you closer. But he restrains himself, settling for a modest distance, his eyes frequently shifting between the vast expanse above and the captivating presence beside him.

It has been some time since you last laid eyes on Sesshomaru, since he chose to forge his own path and you pursued yours. However, he had never forgotten you, always finding his way back, no matter how far apart your journeys took you, just to catch a glimpse of you.

His gaze wanders from the sky to your presence beside him, taking notice of the delicate goosebumps painting your skin. He instinctively moves closer, draping his fur coat over your shoulders. "You're trembling," he remarks softly, a tender smile gracing his lips. "I had almost forgotten how sensitive your skin could be."